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"No Dad, Ill be there. I promise. I'll just rearrange my flight to Washington. I wouldn't miss it" I told him.

"Thanks Bella"

"No, thank you for inviting me"

"Of course. Call me with details?"

"As soon as I know" I assured him.

"Okay. I'll speak to you soon"

"Bye Dad" I said, shutting off the call.

Well fuck.

There really was no way of getting out of this one was there?

"Would you like something to drink, miss?"

"Oh, no thank you. When will we be landing?" I asked the pretty stewardess.

"The fasten your seatbelt sign will be turned on shortly" she replied.

I nodded as she walked back over to her trolley.

I used to want to be an air stewardess. It all looked so easy. Get on a plane, serve some food and then spend a couple of days in an exotic country. So why didn't I do it? Well, that's a real good question. I don't have the answer.

However, as I sat here, I found myself envying her. I know that if I'd chosen that path I would still be happy. I'd still have my father's support and I'd still have him.

Of course, when I left, he didn't know the exact reason I was leaving. I couldn't help but think of his reaction the first time he saw one of my spreads. I guess that's partly why I did it. I wanted a reaction. Maybe I wanted him to call me and demand that I come home to him. Maybe he was disgusted with me, I wouldn't blame him. Or worst of all, maybe he didn't care.

I'd made sure to keep the same cell phone number since I'd left, but I got nothing. The occasional call from Leah and my Dad but that was all.

Leah was Sue's daughter and had been the only one that truly understood why I was leaving. She had come out to visit me a couple of times in LA but I knew she was getting hassle from people back home, so I stopped answering her calls.

I wasn't sure whether or not Charlie would have told anyone I'd be attending the wedding. A huge part of me wished not. Maybe that way I could arrive for the ceremony unnoticed and slip out once it had finished.

I knew it was selfish of me to think that, but I was a coward. I knew that.

I wondered if they would recognise me. I had changed a lot over the years. I had filled out in all the right places and of course my chest was a lot larger. My hair now flowed just past my shoulders and it was now a shade of honey blonde. I quickly realised that blondes definitely did better in the business.

My dress sense had altered dramatically. I couldn't remember the last time I wore a pair of sweats or even a hoodie for that matter.

Subconsciously, I had probably changed my look so dramatically for a reason. I guess that reason was him.

I would still think of him every day. Four weeks was all it took for me to fall hopelessly in love with him. For me, it never ended. I should be nervous about seeing my father or maybe even Sue, but it was him I was dreading.

Had he moved on? Did he still think of me? So many questions that I was too afraid to know the answers to.

At least I had the evening to prepare, right?

As I rode in my rental car, I passed the sign that told me I had only five miles to go. I automatically took my foot off the accelerater and slowed to thirty miles an hour.

My heart rate had already picked up at the twenty mile sign but now it was all becoming real.

What do you say to the father who's so disgusted with you, he barely calls anymore? What do you say to the woman he's about to marry?

Three miles.

I could always get a hotel for the night, right?

No. I would go home. Except it wasn't my home anymore, was it? I had no place there. No place at all.

One mile.

Now I was starting to panic. I looked around as I passed the oh so familiar surroundings. Forks really hadn't changed at all. The only difference was that everything looked a little run down. I guess that's what happens when you've lived in a big city for three years.

As I approached my childhood home, I could feel my blood rushing through my body and my mouth drying up. I parked up in the driveway and turned off the engine. There really was no turning back now.

I sat back in my seat for a moment to compose myself.

"Breathe Bella" I whispered to myself.

In through the nose. Out through the mouth. In through the nose. Out through the mouth.

"Bella?"

I opened my eyes to find Charlie standing outside the front door. He hadn't changed at all. Except he'd finally shaved off that damn moustache. I'd always told him that it added years to his face. Now he looked younger and a little more alive, if that was even possible.

I opened the car door and stepped out slowly.

Before I knew what had happened I was being cradled in my fathers arms.

"Its so good so see you Bella" he whispered.

I couldn't help the tears that fell from my eyes at that moment. I had held them in for so long that it was finally time for a release.

"I missed you Daddy" I whispered back.

"Oh I missed you too sweetheart"

We stood there wrapped in each others embrace for a few moments before I heard Sue clearing her throat behind us. I pulled away from my fathers grasp to find her smiling that beautiful smile of hers.

"Its good to have you home Bella"

"Thank you" I replied, wrapping my arms around her.

She chuckled lightly as she reciprocated.

"Your father has missed you so much. I'm so happy that you came" she whispered into my ear.

A few more tears fell due to her confession.

"Ladies, maybe we should take this inside" Charlie urged, lifting my suitcase out of the trunk.

We both nodded and laughed a little as we made our way into the house.

To my surprise, nothing had changed. Everything was still in its right place. Pictures of my mom, me and all of us together as a family.

One particular photo caught my eye. One of Charlie and Sue. They were both dressed in formal wear, smiling widely for the camera. They looked perfect for one another.

"Looking good, dad" I giggled.

He looked over at me and saw what I was looking at.

"Oh….Uh….Yeah…Good picture" he stuttered.

"Okay…. I know it's been a long time but you can't be that nervous to see me" I joked.

He smiled slightly and carried my suitcase upstairs.

"Leah is so looking forward to seeing you, Bella" Sue called from the kitchen.

"I can't wait to see her either. So, everybody knows I'm back huh?" I asked.

"Of course. I'm afraid I had to drop a bridesmaid to make room for you" she told me.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You didn't have to do that for me" I replied.

"Nonsense Bella. I'm so pleased that you'll be here to be a part of it" she beamed.

She really was the perfect woman for my father. I couldn't think of a better person for the job.

"You look fantastic by the way" she complimented.

"Thank you. A little different isn't it?" I laughed.

"Ah, just a little. It suits you though. I love the boobs!" she squeaked.

"Thanks Sue" I laughed.

We spent the next few hours catching up and eating a simple dinner of steak and potatoes. Charlie must have told her it was my favourite. There wasn't much room for carbs in my diet anymore. I had worked so hard to keep my weight exact over the years. It was a struggle, but it was worth it.

"That was delicious Sue. Thank you" I told her.

"My pleasure sweetheart" she retorted.

"It looks like you need a good feeding girl" Charlie told me.

"Don't be ridiculous honey. Bella looks fabulous" Sue said, coming to my defence.

I looked over at her and mouthed a thank you. She winked in reply.

"BELLA SWAN! GET YOUR LITTLE ASS OUT HERE NOW!"

That would be the unmistakable voice of Leah Clearwater.

I immediately jumped out of my seat and ran towards the front door. There was no doubt about it. She looked amazing.

Her raven coloured hair flowed down over her shoulders all the way down to her naval. Leah never had to wear make up. She didn't need it. She was simply stunning.

"I missed you so much girl! Why the hell did you stop answering my calls?" She raged.

"Sorry Le Le. I just thought it was for the best. I'm so glad I'm here now though" I told her.

"Ah, I'll let you off. You look phenomenal Bella! No one will even recognise you!" She exclaimed.

"Here's hoping" I sighed.

"Oh, don't be a drama queen. You've got it and you definitely need to flaunt it" she giggled.

"Same old Leah" I laughed.

I hooked my arm around hers as we strolled back into the house.

I was home and damn did it feel good.

"I wish you would've come home sooner" Leah sighed.

"I know. I just couldn't, ya know?"

"I know. Things have changed so much. It sucks without you here" She confessed.

I moved across my bed to lay down next to her.

"How long are you staying?" She asked.

"I'm not sure. I don't think I should stay here too long. I don't want to disrupt anybody's lives" I replied solemnly.

"You have to stay a week at least. Did you forget it's my birthday in four days' time?" She nudged.

"Of course not. I have a job in two weeks so I'll have to leave a little before then. Can we settle on ten days?" I asked, pouting a little.

"Uh, I guess so" she laughed.

We lay there in silence for a moment before she spoke again.

"I know you want to know Bella"

I instantly knew what she was talking about. Leah knew me better than anybody and she was right. I was desperate to ask her how he was.

"I can't Leah. Can we just not talk about him?" I begged.

She let out a huge puff of air before agreeing with me.

"So how is work going? Are you still enjoying it?" She asked.

"Works good. I was thinking about quitting soon, maybe going to college or something. Eventually ill be too old to take my clothes off" I laughed, as did she.

"So, you've had no problems out there? No sleazy photographers trying it on?" She pried.

"Nope. Not one. Most of what you hear is complete bull. Besides, I've had the same guy shoot me now for about a year" I replied.

"At least that's one less thing for me to worry about. Any guys?"

"No" I told her abruptly.

"Just as I thought. You know Bella you really should…" I cut her off before she had a chance to continue.

"Leah, can we please not. I don't need a man. I've survived just fine without one" I told her.

"Your no fun" she huffed.

"Nope. I guess not" I laughed, prodding her gently in the side.

"You mind if I sleep with you in here tonight? As appealing as the couch sounds, I really don't want backache in the morning"

"Sure. You should get some sleep, I know Sue's been keeping you on your toes with the wedding planning. I'm gonna take a shower" I told her.

By the time I'd lifted myself up off of the bed she was already asleep. I pulled the blanket over her and made my way to the bathroom.

There was no doubt about it, a steaming hot shower could always help you forget your problems. Even if it was only for a moment. I lathered up my hair with shampoo, washing it off before stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around myself.

I towel dried my hair, brushed my teeth and made my way back to my bedroom.

As I reached for my doorknob, I heard something smash downstairs. I could hear the faint sounds of snoring from my father's room and the same from mine.

Fantastic.

First night back in Forks and I was already getting myself into trouble. I grabbed the baseball bat that Charlie kept in the linen closet and slowly descended down the stairs.

All I could hear was heavy raindrops pelting against the windows and the whirring of the wind.

I hopped down from the last step still clenching the bat in my hands.

As I looked around, I couldn't see anything. It was too dark. I needed light.

I felt around the walls for a light switch. These were the times when I wished I had paid more attention to my surroundings. Stupid Bella.

I was probably about to get chased by an axe murderer, just like in the movies.

Ah ha! Success.

I flipped the switch and the room filled with light, but I still couldn't see anybody.

"Be brave, Bella" I whispered quietly to myself.

Determined to find the source of the noise, I spun around on my heels and marched towards the kitchen.

That's when my heart stopped.

There he was. Standing in my kitchen, drenched from the rain. He hadn't changed at all.

His cropped hair was dishevelled and messy from the storm and his white t shirt clung perfectly to his toned body.

I lifted my eyes to his face and the look in his eyes scared me.

Disgust. Anger. Hurt.

"Jacob" I whispered, not believing that he was really here.

He said nothing. He was trembling from the cold. Or was that anger? I couldn't tell.

I had never felt more vulnerable than how I did right then.

Sure, I was used to taking my clothes off for strangers, but this was Jacob and I was standing half naked in front of him in my kitchen. This definitely wasn't how I wanted our reunion to go.

I watched his eyes as they studied my form. They stopped on my breasts for a few seconds before he shook his head and looked down at the floor.

"I, um, need to get dressed" I whispered, before running up the staircase as fast as my legs could carry me.

I closed my bedroom door behind me and collapsed against it.

"Shit" I whispered.

I raced over to my suitcase and pulled out some peach coloured pyjama shorts and a loose white tank top. I rushed to put them on and threw my hair up into a messy bun on the top of my head.

Looking over at Leah, I was tempted to wake her and ask for advice. I decided against it.

"Get a grip Bella" I mumbled.

I made my way back downstairs to find that he wasn't there. I panicked.

Sure, I was scared, but I wanted nothing more than to see him.

To talk to him. To explain.

I ran into the kitchen. Empty.

I ripped the front door open. He was nowhere in sight.

I closed it gently and pressed my forehead to the cold glass. I was fighting the tears. I wouldn't cry.

"It sucks doesn't it? What you felt just now is a fraction of how I felt three years ago"

I spun around on to balls of my feet to find him sitting on the couch in the living room.

Damn, he was perfect. God couldn't have done a better job himself.

"Cat got your tongue, Bella?" he asked, his icy tone shot through.

"What…Um…Why are you here?" I muttered quietly.

"You just had to come back didn't you? You couldn't stay put" He sniped.

"It's my dad's wedding. I had to come. I didn't want to, I swear" I told him, taking a couple of small steps forward.

"I'm shocked at your selflessness. You should have stayed away"

I could feel the tears pricking at my eyes as I fiddled with the hem of my shirt.

"I don't know what to say" I whispered.

"There's nothing you can say. Not anymore. Things change, Bella"

I looked back up at him to find him studying me again. I shuffled back and forwards on my feet. I couldn't believe how self-#conscious I felt in front of him.

"You look different" he said softly, to my surprise.

"Yeah"

I just couldn't find the words. It was like my mouth had been completely cut off from my brain. I had the mental capacity of a potato when it came to him.

"You look good"

"Thanks" I whimpered.

Silence surrounded us as he jumped up off the couch and slowly walked towards me.

"I think we need to talk" he said, sternly.

"I suppose I should put some coffee on then" I huffed.

As I filled up the kettle, I dreaded sitting down with him.

It wasn't his presence that frightened me, but I was terrified of what was about to come out of his mouth.

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